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There was simply too much to keep track of, Themisto decided. Between patrolling, saving people, saving other powered people (where he could), keeping himself alive and keeping it all a secret, Themisto wondered if it would be all worth it. Surely no normal teenager could shoulder all this responsibility and stay sane?

Right?

It was entirely too exhausting a task for a newly-minted senshi and, after an hour of patrolling in his ridiculous new wooden shoes (that he still hated, damn the cosmic tailor and his horrible sense of humor), Themisto gave up and walked the rest of the way barefoot. Horatio did explain that there came an energy boost when one powered up, but it was still quite tiring to be running around the city in a torn up fuku and shoes without tread. Themisto was exhausted and decided to stop his patrol in the park. A bench seemed too noticeable - police might think he was a vagrant because he looked disheveled anyway, evil bad guys might see him sooner... Did bad guys really exist, aside from the monsters? Themisto wasn't so sure - he'd never seen one.

A tree seemed like the most fruitful idea (no pun intended) and, after some effort, Themisto wedged himself in between a few branches and kicked off his shoes. They were placed in a flat spot just below him and the senshi made himself comfortable for a well-deserved nap.

Themisto was in a state of dreaming halfway between conscious thought and unconsciousness and didn't once think to scan, so he did not sense anyone approach. He was quite comfortable where he was and was very startled when he heard someone's voice. With a gasp, Themisto flailed about in the branches as momentary sheer terror gripped him, knocking his wooden shoes to the ground. He himself nearly fell out of the tree despite how carefully he'd wedged himself and ended up hanging over a thick branch with this legs on one side, arms on the other.

When he caught sight of her, his breathing slowed. She was White Moon, which meant she was a good guy, right? "Oh uh... hi! Uh... oh damn, where'd my shoes go?" he muttered to himself. Themisto remember Horatio had explained that every time one powers up, the bits of their outfit that may have been missing at one point would suddenly return, brand new. With a groan, Themisto let himself drop to ground level so he could try to find his shoes and get a good look at the lovely lady who had woken him up.

And she was, indeed, quite lovely. Despite not having any shoes, Themisto gave her his best salute. "I'm Sailor Themisto! Senshi of the Lost. It's uh... really nice to meet you, Miss...?"